Welcome to the new Lord Mobius's Dungeon

[boccaccio2000g]

Just so you know, I gave Mobius the choice of what to do with his thread. I told him that if he wanted me to move it and leave all the old posts, I could do that. Or if he'd rather make a fresh start of it, he could do that, too.


amnit1: :cursing:

Sorry about the crankiness yesterday. If I had made the proper detailed notes when I first saw the pieces of art that interested me ... but, alas, I didn't. I assumed that they would always be there ...

I still don't quite understand, though. Why did his Lordship have to move the thread or alter it at all? He had obtained permission to use the Roberts art, didn't he? Or was their some other issue?

GB

[slavelucy]

I still don't quite understand, though. Why did his Lordship have to move the thread or alter it at all? He had obtained permission to use the Roberts art, didn't he? Or was their some other issue?

GB

Hi Boccaccio,

You may be best going and having a look at the new guidelines for posting pictures (i won't be all moderator-ish and have the nerve to direct you to them ), whilst these don't directly and exclusively pertain to THIS thread, it will perhaps clear up your abject confusion, by telling the whole 'change in posting pictures' story from the very beginning. The process was then, you see, a sequential one...based on the new guidelines, and on the advent of the new forum, dedicated to pictures (i.e. where, you will notice, this very thread is now located), Mobius expressed interest in relocating his thread and starting again....et voila! So, alas, no one forced his arm up his back in a dark back alley, or threatened to blow up his bus if he didn't move it.....

Hope this clears things up.

sl

[Mobius]

Welcome to Lord Mobius's Dungeon
Yellowrose's joins the fun

I gave yellowrose some of what awaits her here in the dungeon. After letting her observe some of what A had coming to her I let her experience some of it first hand.
I released A and positioned her on a stool she was secured so she could not get up. I then got YellowRose set up in a noose. If she stayed on her toes the constant pull on her neck would be bearable but if she struggled or stepped off the pointy plank she would choke and black out. To add to her plight I gave her some anal dildo action 10" of the best that the dungeon has to offer. She has very little experience back there. It was a bit of an eye opener.

Then to keep A interested in the proceedings I asked her what she thought of it. I told her if she did not give the correct answer I would apply the electric cattle prod to Yellowrose's clitoris.

The first question was what do you think of yellowrose. do you desire her
What would you like done to her. I think A was jealous of her. So she kind of gave a pat answer. To say the least I was not satisfied. So I gave Yellowrose a small taste of what the cattle prod has to offer, only setting 3 at a mear 40.000 volts at half an amp. Right to the clit. Yellowrose screamed and almost fell off her perch. A feeling empathy A yelled for me to stop. I gave her a 5 right to the clit A realy was struggling for me to stop. Then I gave her an 8 right to the clit. Yellowrose lost consciousness and fell off her perch. I picked her up removed the noose and laid her on the floor.

I let A go and directed her to show me how she would sooth Yellowroses wounds.

It has been 4 hours and they are still going at it.
Nothing like a little torture to bring out the lesbian tendencies all woman have boiling under the surface. Now they are true Sisters of submission.

[Ruby]

wicked, delightful, naughty and quite the dom! Please accept this as my request for sub status.

Clever Sir, thank you for starting such a creative thread and for all the talent that has contributed to this ongoing adventure. I must admit that I have been guilty of visiting your dungeon as a lurker most every day.

Wishing to remain auburn haired to please the one who owns my heart,

Ruby

As to ladies not wanting to post for for fear of being abducted. All they have to do is sign up for sub status and then they are free to come and go as they please.

Or just say Dont abduct me in the header of there post. other wise they are fair game.

[Chuckdom19]

wicked, delightful, naughty and quite the dom! Please accept this as my request for sub status.
Clever Sir, thank you for starting such a creative thread and for all the talent that has contributed to this ongoing adventure. I must admit that I have been guilty of visiting your dungeon as a lurker most every day.
Wishing to remain auburn haired to please the one who owns my heart,
Ruby

And welcome, Ruby. So nice to have you here in the Dungeon at last. I've heard about your beauty, your glorious auburn hair, and your sunny disposition. If you'd follow me down inside, we'll take care of your intake exam.

Ruby, this is Dee, our resident medical chief. Disrobe at once, and allow Dee to do that which is necessary to assure your health... for your protection and that of all our guests. Dee, outfit 3; page me when you're done.

"Ruby, climb up on the table here and feet in the braces there. Ummm, most lovely. Perhaps we can share some entertainment some night when you're free? Do you like soap operas? I tape all the good ones every day. This may pinch a bit; oh, yes. Nice and tight here; you must do kegals regularly. OK, now, relax the clench. There, done. I need to take a blood test now, and update you in all your tetanus, flu, pneumonia, and other vaccinations."

"Now that we're done, come along with me to wardrobe. Sir Chksng19 requested 'outfit 3' which is heels, stockings with a garter belt, a half bra to support and present, and some black leather cuffs to match. Beautiful! Just one thing left to do; could you relax in this chair and watch our orientation film? Just put on these 'virtual reality' things."

Ruby sat down and put the headset on. Three minutes later, she was blond head to toe, and crying. Dee comforted her with the acknowledgment of her hair change, and reassurance that she'd go back to her own color soon. "Lord Mobius is so fussy about new girls always being blond."

Dee led Ruby out into the main dungeon, and pointed out restrooms, dining area, cells, and Lord Mobius' personal areas, as well as Sir's office and storage areas. She also introduced Ruby to A, who looked a little under the weather today after her discipline this morning. Assisting her onto A's 'deforestation' table, she offered a cheery farewell and left.

A jumped to work, and completed her duties just as Sir Chksng19 returned. He waited for A to provide him a chair, then quickly filled in Ruby on the rules of the dungeon.

Chksng led her to another area of the dungeon, and assisted her onto the machine they stopped at. She had to kneel down and splay out her legs to straddle a dildo shaft, which Chksng lubed before helping her insert it. Then she was bent slightly forward, and her breasts slid through holes in a highly polished wooden board. Using a built-in strap device, her breasts were squeezed tightly around the bases, effectively binding her motionless. Her hands were slid into a giant canvas mitten and fastened inside. 2 leather loops slid over her big toes to prevent foot movement.

"Now that you're set, Ruby, just a little dungeon warm-up here. We've got a gentle cloth flogger here, one for each breast. Not much force, but length to wrap around each and lots of slaps. Put a little color in them for the holidays.
Another device will alternate slapping the bottoms of your feet. Again, not hard, just lots. The paddle device for your fanny is variable; it will start at a very slow speed with major force, and speed up but with less force as time goes on. Lord Mobius should be with you in about 2 hours or so. I hope you enjoy your visit here, and I'm looking forward to an occasional adventure with you in the future!"

[Mobius]

Welcome to Lord Mobius's dungeon
Lord Mobius's has chrismas a little early.

chksng has done such an admeral job as sub manager that I am granted him full Lord chksng19 status. And signs over half of the dungeon to him.

I will let you have your way with the dungeon you may run it as you see fit. But watch your step I still have the mojority of the dungeon shares at 51 you have only 49.

Now Lord Mobius is going to visit this new sub named ruby then I am going to go on a short vacation. I am going to be busy for a few days with this new dvd that I just recieved. A fan sent me the complete collection of wippass vids. I just love mistriss chantra. She is great.

Now ruby I see that Lord chksng has prepared you quite nicely. Unfortunatly I am not feeling very sadistic tonight so I am going to turn you over to one of the trustees. Seems that A is a little pissed at me at the moment so I best let her be. How about Jaeangle She has had a day or so off so why dont you two get to know each other for a while.

How do you feel about lesbian sex:

It's ok Jaeangle did not like it either at first but she does not have much of a choice.

I think I will release you and place you on this bench that we use for Deep throut training. Dont worry I dont think you would be able to handle me at the moment so I will put Jaeangle to work. Now just put your self right over Ruby and let her learn to please you. I will just tie your wrist up high so that you are on the balls of your feet. You do have the cutist toe sucking feet I have seen in a long time.

what you say you have not had a chance to use the ladys room ups to late for that now you will just have to hold it for a while. If you cant hold it Ruby will just have to bear with it. I will have Dee administer some listerine mouth wash if that happens. Oh shit it did. Dee wash her moth out and then put her back to work.

When Jaeangle has had enough you may release her and send her home or she may stay the night if she wishes.

Nice to meet you Ruby hope you come back again.

Mobys has a Wipped ass dvd to watch.

[Chuckdom19]

I was poking around the dungeon, making sure all the hatches were battened down for the night, everything tied down and put away safely. Listening to the sounds of a happy dungeon; the keening breathing of someone doing involuntary exercise to the edge of exhaustion (that was jenny; she didn't get home from work in time yesterday, and is paying for it tonight), the heavy breathing from some of the cells where slaves were asleep already (breakfast duty tomorrow, no doubt), the sound of splashing from the pool (Lord Mobius doing a little water torture on a visitor-friend of his), soft talking from Dee's area --- soap operas again, or Lifetime movies.

Wait a minute; hushed whispering in the last cell, giggling. NOW what.

"Good evening, ladies. Have we forgotten rule 23? No talking after lights-out as a courtesy to the early-risers? On your feet, women. Come along and put out the cell lamp."

The three moved into one of the specialty rooms at the other end of the dungeon. These were extra soundproofed, so they would not bother the rest of the folks who might be around. This one was the "Deep Jungle" room; kept hot and humid to preserve the plant life inside, all kinds of tropical plants and a few animals. Some insects as well; many of the biting kind.

Once the door was securely closed, I grabbed slavelucy by the hand and moved her to a palm tree segment fastened to one of the walls. I slipped her hands through loops which looked like palm fronds but cinched tightly around the wrists and were strong as carbon fiber. The device spread her arms widely up and out, putting her shoulders under some strain. I pulled wannabeXopsed close, and fastened her cuffs to slavelucy's with a couple snap clips.

"Now that we can talk, ladies, I demand an explanation for why you both were breaking the rule."

slavelucy spoke first. "It's my fault, sir. We were having a nice visit, talking about men and schooling and the new girl and jenny's punishment and I guess we were having fun and the lights out signal came and we just ignored it, sir. My fault, sir." She talked so quickly, it was almost a babble.

"No, sir," said wannabeXopsed. "It was my fault too, sir. I just didn't go back to my own cell, sir."

"Thank you for both being so honest, ladies. Everyone does get to make mistakes now and again. At least we humans may; I'm not sure about slaves, though. For slaves, Newton's law about equal and opposite reactions comes into play," I said.

"And for your reactions," I continued, "we'll see how we can help you remember the rules next time. First, wannabeXopsed." I released her from her bound position. Moving over to the observation chair, I settled myself in comfortably, grabbed a short cat-o-nine, and had her kneeling facing me between my legs. I pulled the chair's feature, a restraining collar, out from under the seat and slid it around her neck, clicking it shut. This placed her face up against my crotch while holding her tightly.

"Don't wish to squirm now, girl, because the more you move, the tighter the collar gets. The floor is padded with soft natural fibers so you won't have sore knees. I am going to lash your back and behind with this little toy. While I do so, you are to get my cock out, provide me with clean balls and a wonderful orgasm, clean me up once again and tuck me safely away. I'll have to be 100% soft at the end, you see, so if I stay hard, you may need to do me again and maybe even a third time. I'll stop stroking as soon as that has been done. Your time starts now!" She started quickly getting my fly open, and pulled my gear out of my trousers. Quick mouth action started, while I languidly delivered the first stroke. This was going to be a long-lasting punishment, as I usually can last 30 minutes to an hour hard.

45 minutes later, she was still working on a third cum, but she couldn't make it happen, and I had delivered 40 strokes, well distributed over her back and bottom. At this point it seemed logical to stop her.

"All right, girl, I'll give you credit for a job well done." I released her collar and placed her in a discomfort chair in the corner. The discomfort chair was made out of rough wood and coarse burlap; difficult for her to sit in with her sore back and bottom. Bindings on the arms of the chair restrained her from moving those limbs, but I left her legs unrestrained so she could squirm. I reached over to the storage shelves and grasped a large jar of honey, pouring it liberally over her entire body, neck to toes.

"There are a number of different crawling lizards and such which live here, many of which enjoy a sweet now and again. I'll also add a little fun here (grabbing a large box from the storage refrigerator at hand) and give you a few ants of various types, some crawly things I have no idea the names of, and even some jungle flies. Large, eh? Well, if you feel like chatting, you can do it with these creatures, but they really don't get active, most of them, until it gets dark in here. Which it won't, as long as I'm here in the room and one other circumstance takes place." I turned away from wannabeXopsed, and walked over to slavelucy, releasing her from the wall.

"Now lucy dear, I'm so disappointed in you! A trustee making a mistake is much worse than poor wannabeXopsed over there. Well, let's perform a little exercise here in memory enhancement."

I moved her over to what looked like an exercise bike with a thyroid problem. The saddle had a cable and two clamps, and the cable-end was a clip that formed a suction to pull in her clit. The clamps held her lips still on the saddle, with a little give to allow for pedaling. I fastened her hands to the handle bars, and her feet went into booties on the pedals. Double-checking the bindings, setting the machine's output and demands, and she was ready.

"slavelucy, it will be your job to make sure wannabeXopsed doesn't get eaten alive by bugs and such tonight. As long as you keep up a steady three miles per hour, the lights will stay on --- keeping all those bugs and lizards and such at bay. If you stop, a timer begins; I'm not all bad, you see. When three minutes pass, a fairly gentle 'wake-up call' will be delivered by that cable and those clamps. If action resumes right away, the shock stops and the lights go back on. If it takes a while, the level of the call increases. The more often the stops, the more likely that your power level increases. Catch on? Now, I've got some bug-spray here for you; close your eyes so I can spray it on you. There, lift your arms now, OK. Got your legs and feet, there you go."

"Pardon me? Odd smell? Oh! The bug spray. That's the natural pheromone of the insects all mixed. How does that chase them away? It doesn't! This bug spray is a bug attractor, not a repellent. Hope you both have a nice night here. And slavelucy, leave the light on for us, eh?"

=====

Sir Chksng sealed the door tightly, turning over the 'occupied' sign. He also opened the doors to the fly storage area, so the ladies could have a little to keep them busy. Thinking about 'leaving a light on', he fondly remembered a night at a Motel 6 with a wench whose name escaped him now.

He moved directly to the exercise cell, undid the fastenings holding jenny to her machine, and accompanied her to the decadent group shower and hot tub area near the sleeping areas. A long, lazy time later, the two collapsed into the bed, made the two-backed beast for a while, then fell deeply asleep.

[erotic_nibbles]

My apologies to everyone, but I really don't have the online time to be a steady contributor to this thread...seriously

Master13 the trip to the Island was wonderful and I thank you for the fun.....please do keep the champagne glasses.....I only serve the champagne, I don't drink it....and it's such a lovely set I would love for you to put it to good use

learningtopleez and eb thank you for letting me drag you along for the fun in the sun.....we have to take vacations together more often

Curtis I'm not sure where you went to with the map but I'm off to search for you now as I believe you must be lost somewhere in the forums...hmmmm....where to look.....?

<----scampers off into the sunset looking for Curtis...proudly showing off her recently reddened bottom as she goes....Yoooohooooo Curtissssssssss....where are youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?

~~nibbles~~

[wannabeXopsed]

I was poking around the dungeon, making sure all the hatches were battened down for the night, everything tied down and put away safely. Listening to the sounds of a happy dungeon; the keening breathing of someone doing involuntary exercise to the edge of exhaustion (that was jenny; she didn't get home from work in time yesterday, and is paying for it tonight), the heavy breathing from some of the cells where slaves were asleep already (breakfast duty tomorrow, no doubt), the sound of splashing from the pool (Lord Mobius doing a little water torture on a visitor-friend of his), soft talking from Dee's area --- soap operas again, or Lifetime movies.

Wait a minute; hushed whispering in the last cell, giggling. NOW what.

"Good evening, ladies. Have we forgotten rule 23? No talking after lights-out as a courtesy to the early-risers? On your feet, women. Come along and put out the cell lamp."

The three moved into one of the specialty rooms at the other end of the dungeon. These were extra soundproofed, so they would not bother the rest of the folks who might be around. This one was the "Deep Jungle" room; kept hot and humid to preserve the plant life inside, all kinds of tropical plants and a few animals. Some insects as well; many of the biting kind.

Once the door was securely closed, I grabbed slavelucy by the hand and moved her to a palm tree segment fastened to one of the walls. I slipped her hands through loops which looked like palm fronds but cinched tightly around the wrists and were strong as carbon fiber. The device spread her arms widely up and out, putting her shoulders under some strain. I pulled wannabeXopsed close, and fastened her cuffs to slavelucy's with a couple snap clips.

"Now that we can talk, ladies, I demand an explanation for why you both were breaking the rule."

slavelucy spoke first. "It's my fault, sir. We were having a nice visit, talking about men and schooling and the new girl and jenny's punishment and I guess we were having fun and the lights out signal came and we just ignored it, sir. My fault, sir." She talked so quickly, it was almost a babble.

"No, sir," said wannabeXopsed. "It was my fault too, sir. I just didn't go back to my own cell, sir."

"Thank you for both being so honest, ladies. Everyone does get to make mistakes now and again. At least we humans may; I'm not sure about slaves, though. For slaves, Newton's law about equal and opposite reactions comes into play," I said.

"And for your reactions," I continued, "we'll see how we can help you remember the rules next time. First, wannabeXopsed." I released her from her bound position. Moving over to the observation chair, I settled myself in comfortably, grabbed a short cat-o-nine, and had her kneeling facing me between my legs. I pulled the chair's feature, a restraining collar, out from under the seat and slid it around her neck, clicking it shut. This placed her face up against my crotch while holding her tightly.

"Don't wish to squirm now, girl, because the more you move, the tighter the collar gets. The floor is padded with soft natural fibers so you won't have sore knees. I am going to lash your back and behind with this little toy. While I do so, you are to get my cock out, provide me with clean balls and a wonderful orgasm, clean me up once again and tuck me safely away. I'll have to be 100% soft at the end, you see, so if I stay hard, you may need to do me again and maybe even a third time. I'll stop stroking as soon as that has been done. Your time starts now!" She started quickly getting my fly open, and pulled my gear out of my trousers. Quick mouth action started, while I languidly delivered the first stroke. This was going to be a long-lasting punishment, as I usually can last 30 minutes to an hour hard.

45 minutes later, she was still working on a third cum, but she couldn't make it happen, and I had delivered 40 strokes, well distributed over her back and bottom. At this point it seemed logical to stop her.

"All right, girl, I'll give you credit for a job well done." I released her collar and placed her in a discomfort chair in the corner. The discomfort chair was made out of rough wood and coarse burlap; difficult for her to sit in with her sore back and bottom. Bindings on the arms of the chair restrained her from moving those limbs, but I left her legs unrestrained so she could squirm. I reached over to the storage shelves and grasped a large jar of honey, pouring it liberally over her entire body, neck to toes.

"There are a number of different crawling lizards and such which live here, many of which enjoy a sweet now and again. I'll also add a little fun here (grabbing a large box from the storage refrigerator at hand) and give you a few ants of various types, some crawly things I have no idea the names of, and even some jungle flies. Large, eh? Well, if you feel like chatting, you can do it with these creatures, but they really don't get active, most of them, until it gets dark in here. Which it won't, as long as I'm here in the room and one other circumstance takes place." I turned away from wannabeXopsed, and walked over to slavelucy, releasing her from the wall.

"Now lucy dear, I'm so disappointed in you! A trustee making a mistake is much worse than poor wannabeXopsed over there. Well, let's perform a little exercise here in memory enhancement."

I moved her over to what looked like an exercise bike with a thyroid problem. The saddle had a cable and two clamps, and the cable-end was a clip that formed a suction to pull in her clit. The clamps held her lips still on the saddle, with a little give to allow for pedaling. I fastened her hands to the handle bars, and her feet went into booties on the pedals. Double-checking the bindings, setting the machine's output and demands, and she was ready.

"slavelucy, it will be your job to make sure wannabeXopsed doesn't get eaten alive by bugs and such tonight. As long as you keep up a steady three miles per hour, the lights will stay on --- keeping all those bugs and lizards and such at bay. If you stop, a timer begins; I'm not all bad, you see. When three minutes pass, a fairly gentle 'wake-up call' will be delivered by that cable and those clamps. If action resumes right away, the shock stops and the lights go back on. If it takes a while, the level of the call increases. The more often the stops, the more likely that your power level increases. Catch on? Now, I've got some bug-spray here for you; close your eyes so I can spray it on you. There, lift your arms now, OK. Got your legs and feet, there you go."

"Pardon me? Odd smell? Oh! The bug spray. That's the natural pheromone of the insects all mixed. How does that chase them away? It doesn't! This bug spray is a bug attractor, not a repellent. Hope you both have a nice night here. And slavelucy, leave the light on for us, eh?"

=====

Sir Chksng sealed the door tightly, turning over the 'occupied' sign. He also opened the doors to the fly storage area, so the ladies could have a little to keep them busy. Thinking about 'leaving a light on', he fondly remembered a night at a Motel 6 with a wench whose name escaped him now.

He moved directly to the exercise cell, undid the fastenings holding jenny to her machine, and accompanied her to the decadent group shower and hot tub area near the sleeping areas. A long, lazy time later, the two collapsed into the bed, made the two-backed beast for a while, then fell deeply asleep.

Oh Sir Chksng, i beg of you please do not leave us here for very long, the thought of bugs and ewww all that stuff. I promise i will behave and keep my chattering to you and Lord Mobius and then you can keep a ball gag inside of my mouth, but please do not punish Slavelucy, she is quite innocent and does not deserve it. It will soon be morning and we will be release to be clean up and released to other fun in the dungeon. I am so sorry for the lose of your football team, i was disappointed myself Sir. Go Bronco's. I also think i would like to wear a polka dot collar Sir, (maybe pink) tee hee only kidding. I'm pretty versatile so anything goes Sir. Screaming at lucy to keep peddling. I am sorry Slavelucy.